Meaning of poem

Hello,

I would greatly appreciate if someone would help me by letting me know what the following poem means.

Thank you.

Such rare kindness rests in your security, yet boundless conflict whispers there.

Foreign thoughts that must whirl in your shadowy mind, yet lovely conviction kissed the air.

I'll usage all pain as best as I can, but know that my bosom has been wounded so.

For there I stand, your blood rippling inside me, as your second daughter, as your strangest woe.